I live in a very seasonal town, with alot of hotels and motels. Once when I was like 17 I found in one of the drawers of a motel room about 30-40 polaroids of a gangbang that had happened in that room. I stroked to those for years. Wasn't the first time I found porn, but probably one of the best. Except maybe for the time I got caught with the stash I found in the woods near our lake.

During the mid '80s while I was stationed in
Berlin, Germany my buddies and I used to toss
porn magazines over the Berlin Wall.
We'd never know if the DDR wall guards ever
grabbed the magazines, because the Wall was
built so high and the stretch of land behind
the wall was booby-trapped to prevent people
from crossing over into (then) West Berlin.
Those were fun times then.
The Berlin Wall was taken down in '89, a year
after I was honorably discharged from
my military service.

Back in my teens one of my friends and I stumbled upon some skin mags in a bag out in the woods near my house close to where we used to go to jerkoff which always made me think that either someone saw us and left it there for us or that someone else was using our spot, we only took a few and left the rest and they never disappeared. Also one time a few years back I was in a local service club and we were doing our routine road clean up and someone had thrown a bunch of porn dvd's along the road unfortunately it was just the cases and no videos

when I was in college I worked as a part time janitor. One of the offices I worked at shared a dumpster with a magazine distributor. One day when I took the trash out i found a whole dumpster filled with porn! I was in heaven for weeks

Not sure if it's the same thing but there was a mag found in a bin at my secondary school once. Fair to say it made it's way around.

Somehow, printed porn material push a special button inside me. Magazines have something special, Internet doesn't. Also I love the box cover artwork from porn DVDs and Blu-Rays.

I was having a wank in a public bathroom, it was really busy so the noise from the handdryer was giving me plenty of cover.
I was in a stall, jerking manically when all of a sudden a (very kind) stranger in the stall next to me kicked under a copy of Nuts magazine he was obviously finished with.
Needless to say, i flipped it open and blew my load over the first pair of tits i found.

I cleaned myself up, put the magazine in my bag and had 2 more wanks before I got home; 1 on the train and 1 in a park, both sticking some more pages down in the magazine.

Remember finding a copy of Escort magazine on the upstairs back seat of a pretty deserted bus a good few years ago. Naturally I had a flick through and noticed the pages towards the centre showing a nicely tanned busty brunette stripping off had been well thumbed. A great pic of her huge tits had been spunked on good and proper too. That got me pretty damn hard. I took the mag with me and had a wank over later, adding a good few blasts of spunk across her superb rack.

When i was on a Service Van going from site to site years ago i once stopped in a layby for my lunch then when i had finished went to discard my rubbish in the provided Bins & there to my suprise & luck was a Readers Wives Mag so to complete my lunch break i fiinished of with a good wank.The problem was with this new found discovery it became habitual & i then found myself patrollling the A road layby,s looking for mags to which there was plenty i aslo once found 3 black binliners dumped along side a railway track full of your top shelf magazines Oh happy days